Pick a School Flower as Your Wife

Chapter 253: Four Generations in the Same House

Although I don’t have any good feelings for this senior brother of Xingyimen, it is the first time I met today. Although I don’t like the way he deliberately pretended to be forced in the ring, it is not disgusting. Jiang Xiaoxue is only doing his duty as a descendant of the ancient medical school. , Coupled with Ping Liangzheng's invitation, heal the flames.

Ping Liang was concerned about Huo Yan's life, and soon prepared a set of silver needles, and prepared alcohol lamps and other equipment, as well as paper and pen.

Jiang Xiaoxue quickly gave Huoyan acupuncture treatment, and then prescribed another prescription.

"This is the unique poisonous Desire Dispersal of the Skeleton Abyss. The poisoned person will die in seven holes if he is not rescued in time." Jiang Xiaoxue said in a deep voice, "Fortunately, Senior Ping used internal force to stop it for the first time. In order to spread the poison, I also gave him acupuncture and moxibustion treatment. This medicinal medicine can be decocted and taken three times a day, which can save the flames for three days.

"what!"

Ping Liang was pale in shock, his face turned pale all of a sudden, and his body trembled, "This--"

"Senior Ping, don't be irritable." Jiang Xiaoxue said calmly while packing things up, "My ancient medical school has studied a lot of the poisons of Qiyuanxie for many years, including this Dehun San, which is not incurable. Poison. My rescue has been completed. In the next three days, I can find a strong dark force to force the poison out of my body. I think it’s not difficult for Xingyimen."

Within three days, An Jin master.

Ping Liang breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he is not an Anjin master, it is not difficult for Xingyimen to invite an Anjin master to heal Huo Yan.

"Thank you Ms Jiang." Ping Liang was arching his hand toward Jiang Xiaoxue, "I have prepared a generous gift, and Ms. Jiang can take it away when she leaves."

Ping Liang naturally knew the rules of ancient medicine.

It is impossible to get medical treatment for free.

On the contrary, the cost of visiting the ancient medicine clinic is quite expensive.

Jiang Xiaoxue nodded, packed up his things and went out.

Going down to the first floor, nearly half of the guests at the banquet in the hall have left, and most of the rest are disciples of Xingyimen.

Jiang Xiaoxue looked over, but there was no sign of Xiao Zhengtai winning.

"Where did you go?" Jiang Xiaoxue frowned and walked out of the hall.

The blood under the ring has been washed away with water.

As soon as Jiang Xiaoxue took a few steps, she heard an extremely excited voice.

"Shun Zi! Hahaha."

Jiang Xiaoxue's face turned black all at once.

Is this guy cheating money again?

Jiang Xiaoxue walked over. At the corner of the ring, Mrs. Xiaozheng and two middle-aged people in rich clothes didn't know when they moved a small table and walked over. At the moment, they were jealous and the gunsmoke was everywhere.

"Win!" Jiang Xiaoxue was beside her, gritting her teeth.

Xiao Zhengtai laughed, "Yes, that's right, I just won, wow haha, I won, I won."

"――"

Five minutes later, at the corner of the ring, there were screams.

Ten minutes passed.

Xiao Zhengtai, with a blue nose and swollen face, followed Jiang Xiaoxue with a grieved expression on his face.

Jiang Xiaoxue has no expression on her face.

"Your dad told me that I saw you use this little trick to gamble and deceive people, and watch it once and again."

"He is the king of gambling, so he won't let anyone be a little gambler." Xiao Zheng was too angry.

Jiang Xiaoxue glanced at Mrs. Xiaozheng, and the corner of her mouth twitched, "You win so many seeds, can you finish eating?"

Speaking of this sensitive topic, Mrs. Xiao Zheng couldn't help but start to tremble.

"More than three thousand melon seeds, they almost all lost."

So this girl is almost hopeless.

Jiang Xiaoxue found out that he was gambling and deceiving people, but he couldn't think that this second young master of the Ying's group, whose family is far better than his ancient medical school, would squat in this small corner and bet on melon seeds!

There is no pursuit. ――

The sky is clear and cloudless.

The afternoon sun shines on the earth.

The poet has something to say--

"Dunan Village, the strong heart of the mountain has been inspired by the gods. You have fed the flames of the original ecology and the strong youth"

He said that it is the legendary sacred land where Chi You rested last, Dunan Miao Village! In myths and legends, it is also called Yehelue, which means a place with vast sea of ​​clouds.

A beautiful figure walked up the mountain.

Go straight to the direction of Dunan Miao Village.

Amidst the dust, her beautiful eyes could not conceal her anxiety. It was Song Daiying.

The location of the Dunan Miao Village is unique. On a flat place halfway up the mountain beam, clouds and mist surround the cottage, which is beautiful and charming. It seems to be a stockade built in the sky.

Song Daiying has entered the Dunan Miao Village. Along the way, the clansmen in the village nodded towards her when they saw Song Daiying.

"Nine Clouds."

"Jiuyun is back."

This is how people in the village have called Song Daiying since childhood.

Nine, here, is an extremely sacred number.

Dunanzhai, the sacred land where Chi You rested last. The people of Dunanzhai have always called themselves orthodox descendants of Chi You.

The **** of war, Chi You, was the leader of the Jiuli tribe in ancient times.

Jiuyun means sacred and beautiful.

Song Daiying greeted her tribe with a smile, speeded up her pace, and walked towards the innermost part of Dunanzhai.

A house that seems to have gone through hundreds of years of vicissitudes.

Just as Song Daiying walked in, she heard a loud curse.

"His grandmother, I want to see, dare they come to grab our Dunanzhai things."

In the main hall of the room, an old man with a burly stature, a full 1.9 meters, a pale beard, leaning on a cane, full of anger, and fierce eyes.

Beside him, stood a middle-aged man, who was even more burly, sturdy, bent over, and repeatedly said yes.

"Grandpa, Dad." Song Daiying walked over quickly.

The two turned their faces and looked over at the same time, their expressions suddenly showing joy.

"My dear girl, Dad--" The middle-aged man opened his hands excitedly, and suddenly a sharp pain came from his butt, and he was pulled aside by a crutches by the old man behind him, and immediately, the old man's face revealed He smiled very kindly, opened his hands, "My dear granddaughter, grandpa misses you so much."

The middle-aged man stood aggrieved, his eyes full of resentment and looked at the old man.

Although Song Hu is known as the top master of Dunan Village, he dare not do anything to his father. Although the idea of ​​counterattack had haunted his mind for decades, he had never dared to act.

What's more, before Song Hu became the top master of Dunan Village, the top master of Dunan Village was named Song Poet.

It's the old man in front of him.

Song Hu became the number one master of Dunanzhai, not because he defeated his father, but because his father abdicated and gave him the position of patriarch of the Dunanzhai.

If you really start, who will pick up who is not necessarily.

Therefore, Song Hu can only bear it.

"Grandpa, dad, where's grandma?" Song Daiying said anxiously immediately, "Dad called to tell me that grandma is critically ill, what's going on now."

The two looked at each other.

At this time, inside the hall, an old-fashioned bell rang loudly.

"That group of great-grandchildren, I asked them to bring me a few buckets of Tianquan water, how can it be most of the day when I go--" The wrinkled old woman, with a slightly rickety body, walked out on crutches, "Too shameful. , It's just too shameful--"

At this moment, Song Daiying stared in front of her in a daze, "Grandma Grandma--"